Vacancy Page #5

This has to be

some kind of joke, right?

I mean, it can't be real.

That can't be real.

Steven.

No, get back here. Oh, God.

No! No!

Oh, my God.

What happened?

- It's okay.

- Oh, my God.

It's okay.

Help!

I'm calling the police.

- Sh*t.

- We gotta get out of here, all right?

All right, let's go. Wait, hold on.

Whoever was outside,

they heard the TV, right?

So they know we watched it.

That a**hole put us in here

to watch it.

He was never gonna help.

He was part of it.

So they know we f***ing watched it.

They know we're gonna try to run.

- Maybe they don't know we caught on.

- No, wait a second.

- He knows, okay? He knows.

- So, what now?

We'll climb out this way. Come on.

It's f***ing nailed shut.

They'll hear you.

Let's just sneak out the door.

They're not just gonna let us

stroll out there and call the cops.

They're not gonna let us

sit here, either.

F***.

- David.

- What?

Did you bring this?

No.

- I didn't bring it.

- Didn't you bring that from the car?

No, I bled all over it.

I wouldn't have brought it.

I left it in the car.

- What's happening?

- I don't know.

Well, how'd it get in here?

I don't know.

Dim the lights.

What are we doing?

We're leaving.

Okay, when we get outside,

we're gonna go to the trees, okay?

Where they can't see us.

We gotta move fast, Amy. Okay?

Okay. Okay, we're gonna run

right over there, all right?

Just stay with me.

- Oh, my God.

- Come on.

- F***.

- Oh, God.

Come on.

- Get the bathroom window open.

- But it's nailed shut.

Just try, okay?

Turn off the light.

David!

They're out there, at the window.

I've got a gun. Get away...

...or I swear to God,

I'm gonna f***ing use it.

Oh, God, leave us alone.

I don't see anybody.

- Well, they wouldn't just leave.

- No, they wouldn't.

David, don't. They were in there.

Okay. If they wanna come in here,

they're gonna come in.

It doesn't matter. We gotta find

another way out of here right now.

F***.

- I need to get to that phone.

- No, you're not going out there.

Listen, Amy. It's a real phone, okay?

It will help.

They're not gonna let you get to it.

Don't go out there.

Look, look. If we stay here...

...we're gonna wind up

like all of them.

Please.

Now, we know that they were outside,

watching that window.

If we can keep their attention on that,

it'll give me time to get to the phone.

Well, how can we do that?

F***.

Please hurry.

Come on, come on.

- 911 Emergency.

- Yeah, hello.

We need help.

Some people are trying to kill us.

Where are you located, sir?

Me and my wife are at this motel.

The Pinewood Motel.

It's near the mountains.

They've got us trapped.

Who has you trapped, sir?

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